The first cause of all realms

Chapter 903 Immortals and Buddhas are all made by humans, and once they become immortals, they will be inhuman!

Click!

The lightning snake and thunder dragon rolled away into the night, and the torrential rain poured out between the world, and the misty rain surrounded the entire city of Shanshanfu.

On the courtyard wall, the wind and rain disappeared, and a man in black stood with his sword in his arms. When Yang Qiang raised his eyes, he was also looking at the house.

"Your magic power is low, and your vision is not shallow, but since you see that the fruit has a master, how dare you block it?"

The men in black looked at each other coldly:
"The ceremony of blocking people is even worse than killing parents. Didn't your master teach you? You..."

boom!
Thunder exploded on the ground.

"Um?!"

The face of the man in black trembled, and he felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in front of him, and extremely violent energy was poured down the throat, and the second half of the sentence was forced into it.

But his reaction was extremely fast, with a tap of his toes, he disappeared into the rain in an instant:
"Moving like thunder, fast like lightning, the old man actually underestimated you, unfortunately, you..."

Supernatural powers, night travel!

Yang Jue's eyes swept away, and he saw wisps of afterimages rapidly changing and moving in the night like ghosts.

Sen Han's murderous intent burst out from the scattered night rain, and in this moment, it seemed that every drop of rain was covered with killing moves.

Taoism, rain!
The reaction of the man in black was not unpleasant. The magical channeling technique was instantaneously issued between lightning and flint, and through the extremely strong spiritual energy in the city, it exploded with such intensity that even Yang Qiu couldn't help but shine.

However, that's about it.

Boom!

Almost at the same time that the man in black was hiding in the night, Yang Jue's feet lightly tapped, and the vigorous and violent blood burst out.

During the process of traveling between the two worlds, the blood energy cultivated by Yang Jujiazi was tempered into his body. The quantity was much worse than before, but the quality had improved by an unknown amount.

The instant the blood energy dissipated, the overwhelming raindrops had turned into mist one after another.

"What kind of Taoism is this?"

The man in black subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, but the thought still flashed through his mind, and the fist mark in front of him had already come across the sky.

hum!
As if the stars fell into the sunset, the void trembled violently, and the man in black with horror and disbelief in his eyes was involuntarily squeezed out of the void!

Divine power broken? !

He was terrified in his heart, but there was no time to activate other supernatural powers and Taoism, because the fist seal had already reached his face!

fast!
too fast!
The man in black's eyes were tearing apart, despite all his magical powers, he only had time to raise his arms.

"I……"

boom!
The loud noise that could not be suppressed by the night rain and thunderstorm exploded on the long street. The man in black felt as if he had been hit by the Juyue Divine Mountain, and his eyes turned black in just one moment, and he fell heavily on the long street.

His heart was beating like a drum, and his face was beating wildly. Seeing the golden light coming through the heavy rain, he was so frightened that the souls of the dead screamed:

"not me!"

call!
The airflow carried the rain and shot up into the sky like a tornado to a height of tens of feet. There was not even a single drop of rain inside or outside the long street.

pat~
Looking at the fist mark standing in front of him, the black-clothed swordsman's cold sweat slipped down, and his breathing seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and he was almost dead...

"Too much nonsense will kill people. Hasn't your master taught you this truth?"

The heavy rain that was blown away by the wind fell again, and the black-clothed swordsman's complexion turned red to the extreme:
"you you……"

call!
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt the gust of wind whistling in his ears, and he was pulled back to the previous room without a snap of his fingers.

"I ask, you answer."

The piercing chill added to his body, extinguishing the impulse in the black-clothed swordsman's heart. Regardless of the severe pain of his broken arms, he nodded with difficulty.

The person in front of him has almost no mana, but his hands are really shocking.

As soon as the red gold aura came out, his Taoism instantly dissipated, and even his natal supernatural powers were immediately broken, which is really terrifying.

In his impression, this must be the powerful Taoism, supernatural powers, or powers of those big sects, and even holy lands...

"Tell me, your rank and origin."

"Jiang, Jiang's supernatural powers...the elders of the Hundan Sect...Shidu, Yeyoushen..."

"You are so insignificant that you are still an elder?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised.

Yeyoushen, he is naturally no stranger.

The first master of supernatural powers he created by using the number of Tongyou to change his life is the God of Night Tour.

This black-clothed swordsman is much more tyrannical than a Taoist, and his supernatural powers are also proficient, but compared to Jiang Qing, the true biography of the Cangjiang Gate, he encountered when refining the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue, he was far inferior to the boss.

However, it was precisely because he saw that the old guy was a night wandering god that he showed mercy, otherwise that punch would have smashed him into mud.

Yeyoushen, twenty-eight people, with their arms as the emperor in the night.

Before ancient times, day and night wandering gods rotate day and night, patrolling yin and yang, and if they see evil people and evil things, they will pass down to the city god and report to the court of God.

Although it looks vicious, it is actually the god of monitoring good and evil.

"Aren't you the only one of your alchemy sect?"

"...How dare you insult me!"

Jiang Shentong's face turned red. If he hadn't been restrained by others, he might have jumped at him immediately, but he was discouraged when he met that cold gaze:

"My Mixed Pill Sect used to be a great sect, but it just declined for a while, and fell for a while..."

"So, are you really the only one?"

Yang Ju couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't dwell on it:

"You came here today, don't say it's a coincidence, tell me, whose ritual is this blood pool dao fruit?"

"If you know who it is, what can you do?"

Jiang Shentong fell to the ground, with a sneer under his disheveled hair:

"You big sects build cities and open up fertile fields, aren't you recruiting mortals into the city as 'ceremonial materials'?!
You have done it well, others will follow suit!This Blood Pond Dao Fruit is the Fang family's head of housekeeping, so he can do something!
That old bastard messed up people's hearts and hurt many people. Taking advantage of the darkness, the old man chopped him into serious injuries. At this moment, I'm afraid I won't dare to go out again..."

"Oh?"

Yang Ji raised his eyebrows:

"In your opinion, this kind of thing is very common?"

Yang Qiu pays great attention to the collection of all kinds of information, but he has only been in this world for half a year, and most of the time he has to be familiar with his own changes and cultivation.

Therefore, he may have guessed vaguely before, but in a real sense, this is the first time he has encountered it.

"As many as a cow's hair."

Jiang Shentong didn't know why, and became a little angry. It seemed that even his fear had dissipated a lot. He struggled to sit cross-legged, mocking:
"93 years ago, you old wine thief of Cangjiang Gate, in order to complete the ceremony, the 83 major cities in Qianyuan were almost turned upside down. You don't think that everyone at that time died, right?"

"You think I'm a disciple of Cangjiangmen?"

Yang prison came back to his senses.

"At such a young age, he has cultivated such amazing supernatural powers. Could it be that he is still a casual cultivator?"

The more Jiang Shentong said, the angrier he became:

"This old man knew early on that Yinghuo would keep his heart, that the Cangjiang Gate would definitely move, but he never expected that you would come so quickly!
But it's also good, since you are here, you can just open your eyes and see what these dogs you raised have done! "

"Yu is not a disciple of the Cangjiang Sect, so he came here just in time for his meeting."

Yang Jue explained casually, regardless of whether he believed it or not:

"However, you can tell me what the dog in Cangjiang Gate did."

"Aren't you a Cangjiang Sect disciple?"

Jiang Shentong was skeptical, but he was too lazy to tell the truth from the fake, so he gritted his teeth:
"The city lord of Qianshan City, the three major families, has no conscience, just sit and watch the evil dragon in the Wantao River cause trouble for the city and play tricks on the people!
Indulge that evil animal to feed on people, and hold feasts of ten thousand old men, ten thousand daughters, and ten thousand sons one after another. In a hundred years, I don't know how many people they have eaten! "

"Old man, ten thousand daughters, ten thousand sons..."

Yang Jue's eyes darkened.

A few months ago, he had seen this matter at the Wolf Eagle Meeting, but after that, no one from the Fang family appeared again...

"The Three Great Families, the City Lord's Mansion, and the Cangjiang Gate, they are enshrined by all the people, but they allow the evil dragon to cause disaster, eat people, eat people..."

Jiang Shentong thumped the ground hard, bleeding from his broken arm:

"The emperor can't live for ten thousand years, these beasts, just forget everything, forget everything..."

Jiang Shentong was indignant in his heart, his blood surged up, and when he almost spurted out reverse blood, he suddenly realized that his reaction was too violent, and he couldn't help but look up in shock:

"Spirit-hunting technique?!"

"You said that the three great masters connive at that evil dragon eating people for pleasure, is there any evidence?"

Yang prison opened his mouth.

In Jianshan City, there is a spirit-gathering array, which not only gathers the spiritual qi of the mountains and forests in all directions, but also has the effect of isolating the divine will for exploration.

He could feel the dragon's breath, but he couldn't lock it on.

"Aren't you really a Cangjiang Sect disciple?"

Jiang Shentong took a deep breath, cold sweat oozing from his forehead:
"You want evidence? That's not easy? Thirteen days later, on the night of Longzi's birthday, and the people of the city celebrate his birthday, there will inevitably be a feast of gluttony in the Longtao Pavilion..."

click~
Yang Jue flicked his fingers to connect his severed arm. The latter grunted and stood up staggeringly:

"At that time, not only that evil dragon will show up, but there will be many people from big and small families in the city. If you want evidence, go get it yourself!"

After saying that, knowing that the person in front of him had no killing intent, Jiang Shentong struggled to get up and walked into the rainy night. Amidst the thunder, his voice seemed hoarse:

"Fairies and gods are all made by humans. Once you become a fairy, you will be inhuman! Sad, ridiculous, haha, hahaha..."

(End of this chapter)